Random is Order

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Meet the Furbabies!

on July 2, 2013

It’s time to meet the cutest members of the family – our Furbabies! We have three – two kitties and one pup – and they are all immensely spoiled rotten well-loved. I’m doing this post today in honor of the 5 year anniversary of our pup’s Gotcha Day (the day we brought her home.) So, without further ado, here come the fuzzies!

Our first baby was Arkhe (pronounced R-K). We brought him home on September 27, 1999. We are pretty sure he was almost exactly 6 weeks old, as his mom was a stray that adopted a friend of ours. We picked him out of his litter because he was super adventurous and really playful. Sadly, all of Arkhe’s baby pictures are pre-digital so I can’t show you how completely precious he was as a baby, but here are grown-up pics.


Yes, this is my mouse. Why do you ask?

If you are thinking he looks like a big kitty, you are absolutely right. His head is the size of small navel orange, and his paws are an inch wide. He’s also a gorgeous tiger kitty who has been sleeping between our pillows since he was a baby. It was much cuter and more convenient when he was a baby, but not quite as adorable now that he weighs 18 pounds. One of his favorite things to do is dig under covers and sleep. He’s never happy when I wake him up taking pictures.

Sleepy Arkhe

Mommy, is this really necessary?

While Arkhe loves Mommy, he’s a Daddy’s kitty. He loves to lounge on Daddy for scritchies. Again, it was super-cute when he was little, but now it’s 18 pounds of kitty. Still, Roger doesn’t mind, and honestly enjoys it if the truth be known.


Pet me Daddy! I’m adorable!

Phelia (pronounced Fee-lee-a) was the second addition to our family. He was actually a teeny-tiny stray the first time I saw him sitting on a curb in the parking lot of my office building. Roger was driving me to work, and the kitty meowed at me as we drove past. At the time, Roger worked across the freeway, and I gave him just enough time to get to work before I called him and told him to get the kitty. Even though he only weighed 1.6 pounds, he left a massive scar on Roger’s hand from where he bit him as he was trying to catch him. That was in June 2000, and he’s been with us ever since.

Like Arkhe, all of Phelia’s baby pics are in hard copy so here’s an adult pic. We don’t really know exactly how old he is, but the vet said he was between 6 and 9 weeks when we got him which means he’s about 9 months younger than Arkhe.


I find these photos distasteful.

Even though he’s 13 years old and has lived with us almost his entire life, he’s still a bit skittish. He also has the ability to find every comfy spot in the house to nap, including stealing the blanket off the couch every day to mush into a nest for his naptime.


Did you want this blanket? Too bad!

Phelia is the only pet in our house that considers Mommy his, but he doesn’t cuddle with me the way Arkhe does with Roger. Still, he curls up on the arm of the couch next to me, or next to my pillows to be near me, and will sometimes even nap on me. He’s my super-purry kitty, and you can seriously hear him purring from across the room. I just love it when he comes over and purrs near me as I find it totally relaxing.


Yes, I am this cute in real life.

Arkhe has never really forgiven us for bringing Phelia home, and still gets irritated with him on a regular basis. And if you say Phelia’s name in Arkhe’s presence, Arkhe will actually get up and leave from sheer irritation. Despite the occasional annoyance, they are still best buddies, and completely love each other.

Kitty Tower

Kitty Tower

Kitty Cuddles

What? We were cold.

You can totally tell the size difference between the two of them in these pics. Phelia is a petite 9.5 to 10 pounds, and Arkhe is twice that size!

And now for our latest addition, Gracie. Five years ago, our lives changed completely when we brought this little cutie pie home.

Baby Gracie!

4 months old and adorable!

Hall’s Her Grace, Duchess Ophelia Ann (pronounced O-fee-lee-A) is a Tri-color Black & Tan Toy Fox Terrier. Amertoys look a little like a cross between Chihuahuas and Jack Russell Terriers, but are not obnoxious like Chihuahuas and aren’t as high energy as Jacks. My co-workers thought she looked like a cow because of her white coat with big black spots so they called her a cowhuahua. Regardless of what we call her, she’s adorable and knows it because Roger tells her that she is all the time. I wanted to call her Duchess, but Roger hated the name so we went with the uber-original tried and true Gracie.

I had to work really hard to convince Roger to get a dog in the first place, but it didn’t take him long to fall in love with her. In fact, this pic was taken about 20 minutes after we brought her home the first day, and was just the beginning of the end of a serious case of puppy love.

Daddy and Gracie - Day 1

I’m cute and I know it.

Terriers are super-loyal, and while Gracie loves us both, her sun rises and sets around her Daddy.

Gracie and Daddy

You’re my favorite Daddy.

However, she will still cuddle with me if Daddy is not around, or if she doesn’t feel well because Daddies are for playing, but Mommies are for comfort.

Mommy Cuddles

I like Mommy, too.

The average size for Toy Fox Terriers is 5 to 8 pounds, but Gracie stands a full head above all of her siblings and mom, and weighs a whopping 11 pounds. We can’t quite figure out why that is because she’s pure-bred, and gets plenty of exercise. In fact, she pretty much gets daily sessions of playing fetch as it is her most favorite thing in the world to do other than cuddling. This is the look we get when she’s waiting for us to throw something.

Throw the Ball!

Throw the Ball!

Gracie loves playing with Roger, and she is always the fastest pup her size at the Dog Park. But when it comes to cuddling, her favorite spot is between us in her bed on the couch or under the covers in our bed. She’s a total cuddle-bug, and I LOVE that about her.


So what if my tongue is sticking out? I’m comfy!


I love my blanket.

The boys don’t really love Gracie as much as we do. In fact, Arkhe mostly ignores her, and Phelia kinda smacks at her when she annoys him which is pretty much all the time. Phelia and Gracie sometimes play together, but it’s a tentative relationship at best, and open hostility at worst.

We kind of mock the uneasy relationship between the cats and dog by referring to Gracie from the cat’s perspective as the stupid, ugly, smelly cat because she is a really stupid cat who doesn’t look right and stinks. Of course, when we talk about the cats from the dog’s perspective, we call Arkhe the big, scary one and Phelia the mean one.

Even though everyone mostly gets along, our house is never dull. There is always someone wanting to be fed, wanting attention, wanting to play, etc. It can be a bit crazy around here, but I love all of these cute, cuddly faces to bits, and can’t imagine life without them.

Thanks for reading! Blog at you later!

Cheers, Shauna


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